Her dressing room, and plans for the evening

"We could go to my place?" she suggests.

"We can go to my hotel room too if you want" you say.

"That's sweet of you Steven, but I'm just worried about paparazzi" she replies. "Because when we get home, it's gonna be rated X" she whispers in your ear.

"Your house it is then" you chuckle, trying to keep your erection down.

"Come with me" she says quickly, taking your hand and guiding you to her dressing room. She closes the door, then pulls up her skirt. Her fingers play with her pussy a little, and when she pulls them away you can see how wet with arousal she is. "Your big strong arms around my waist ... that really turned me on" she admits. You smirk, then grab her wrist. You put her fingers into your mouth, tasting her juices. She moans, and her legs tremble. "Mmm, that turns me on even more" she giggles. "You like how my pussy tastes?"

"Amanda, you have the tastiest pussy, no question about it" you reply and she giggles excitedly.

"Will you eat me out again when we get home? I'm cooking dinner, but I wanna be your dessert" she asks with a gleam in her eye.

"You can be my appetizer, main course, and dessert" you say, cupping her pussy in your palm. She's very wet.

"Oh Steven," she moans. "You know just what to say. If you're not careful, I'm gonna cum right here in my dressing room" she giggles. "And that wouldn't be very ladylike"